My Love
I’m tired of this skin,
I just want to be ripped apart.
My body turned to morsels,
For your inspection…
Approval.
Scan everything,
Ink quick notes.
Give it to me straight,
and hard with…
all my pretty little imperfections spread out on the floor.
Ill beg for you to stop,
But I know its in vain.
“This is for your own good.”
I’ll shutter, wide open for all to see.
But the only eyes looking belong to you.
You’ll leave,
come back,
leave,
come.
Witnessing my stringy pieces dry out all alone.
“You can make this all go away, it’s really not that hard.”
I blink back tears, not ready to believe.
“Just put yourself back together, my love. Your way this time.”